by Mankie-Tanen Dumbari
Published on: May 30, 2007
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Type: Poetry

I cried every night
Endless fears flow down my cheek
Unpleasant memories keep occurring
I feel injured inside
No ear will be willing to hear this
My conscience will not accept my apology
my heart pumps bitterness
Regrets and guilt flow into my veins and arteries
Because of the untold fear of tomorrow
My brain thinks trice as normal
giving me an impression that
so many ears have heard(even when none have heard)
Also an indication that all eyes are on me
that I cannot wait to see them behold me
I tried imagining myself never venturing
into such act but it was too late for
such an imagination to set in
What can I say was i not warned?
What can I do has the deed not been done
How can I kill my conscience when I was
left with two options
either to go ahead or withdraw from going ahead
Now I realise I was wrong
Whom do I open up to
How do I set my conscience free
My soul is on fire
My heart is going down the grave
My feet are sinking
even in the absence of earthquake
This is as a result of a cube
of pleasure I saw and never bordered
asking myself the future effect
before going ahead swallowing it
What a bitter experience





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